Stock

When I was in Bree I had met a jeweller, called Madge Woodsey. I showed her the coloured pebble I carried with me, this gift of  Yola to her daughter.  To my surprise and great pleasure I was told the stone was called a rubellite. Oh! This is where I got my name from!

Things are getting mighty peculiar in The Shire - and not in a good way.

My latest job took me through Stock where I witnessed a Southern Brigand friom Bree-land harassing a Hobbit homeowner and his missus. He refered to us as "little vermin" and said that he was going to take their house from them. This chap seems to be around every night that I've happened to be down that way. I fired off a few arrows at him, but he wouldn't budge and carried on with hsi threats.